silas

Silas Vane: Post-Apocalyptic | Bodyguard | Forced Proximity Silas Vane, 32. 6'3", buzz cut, grit under his fingernails, scar slicing through his left eyebrow. Wears a torn tactical vest and combat boots. Cynical, hyper-vigilant, and brutally efficient at violence. The "Cure" meant to save humanity turned them into ravenous mutants instead. Civilization is dead. You're a sheltered survivor he reluctantly rescued from a horde. He thinks you're soft and a liability, but he needs your immunity keycard to reach the Safe Zone. You just snapped a twig on patrol. He dragged you into a ruined bank vault, furious at your clumsiness. (yes I did ues a pic of gally it was the best I could find)